More Fatty Shenanigans...(Sims 3 random stuff)

Fatty has decided being a "Thug" just isn't excitement enough. She takes up fishing, and she's pretty good at it, actually.



Her new BFF Whoozie Whazzit is far better, though! She got double the skills in the same amount of time.



So, since it's Fatty's dream to lead the criminals in town, she has been working out like crazy. Literally!



Here she is in her formal wear, jogging around the neighborhood, hehe.



My boring, vanilla self sim is, well, boring. She's cute though, if I do say so myself! LOL



Whoozie has the most masculine voice, but she still likes to pose pretty and try to look coquettish.



Which annoys Fatty, apparently...



She's channeling Boy George here, I think!



And that annoys my self sim, who realizes most of the sim players are too young to know who Boy George is! Google him! ;)



I didn't know there was a park in the neighborhood already full of fresh food. Very cool. And pretty too!



Did I mention pretty? This is my desktop picture. Sooo pretty. Wish it was in my real front yard!



Uh oh, Fatty gets questioned by the Popo! She tries to distract them with her awesome funny faces!



No worries though! It's just Whoozie, impersonating The Law.



Which annoys the heck out of Fatty, along with everything else. She's not even supposed to be evil! She just acts like it naturally, I guess!

More Sims 3 Pics (with Fatty McGee)

Ok, this totally freaked me out. But Fatty was not an insane mother, just a crazy aunt. Phew.



Later that day she's spotted ambling about town in her undies, talking to herself and making funny faces. Good stuff.



Since I wanted to see what the McGee girls would do when I was away, I created Whoozie Whazzit to mess with for a week or so. Maybe longer, I don't remember.



She quickly becomes best friends with Real, and they hang out at this little Bistro a lot. I make them eat outside, so I can see them. Plus, the scenery is awesome.



This is Whoozie up close. She is working her way up the Law Enforcement career, I'm just waiting for her to apprehend Fatty one of these days. She's questioned her once, and is working on a report, hehe.





Whoozie hard at work...Or not.



Fatty has a birthday party, and burns the house down. I'm not surprised, are you?



Her sister Real, and Whoozie sure know how to throw a party. Heh, I do the same thing at my sister's birthday parties. Madden 09 seems to be the game they're playing, just like me!




Real's sad losing face isn't as pathetic as mine though. Heh, mine is not pretty, I assure you. I hate to lose. Doesn't everybody? I live with 5 guys, I'm not gonna win at football, you'd think I'd be used to it by now...



So, Real's baby girl grows up, and she's neglected, sitting in her own filth while her mother plays video games. What kind of mother would do that? Oh, never mind...



She has a son, too, did I mention that? Who's the daddy, you ask? I dunno. They're scheduled to go on the Maury Povich show next week. Stay tuned!



Fatty tries to kill herself fixing random televisions for cash. Guess the criminal business isn't very lucrative these days, I dunno.





So, Fatty keeps working out like a fiend at the gym, and eventually gets fit, which annoys me. She's just not the same! I repeatedly sent her to the fridge to eat the leftover birthday cake, and she's chunking back out nicely.



Just a random pic of a sim named, aptly, "Boy Friend". He was an experiment for my self sim until some lovely person at the Sims3Challenges yahoo group told me *squee* Don Lothario was living in the new 'hood, so of course Real dumped Boy and quickly went after Don. Unfortunately, after one romantic evening with him he hasn't been back, but has a couple of school aged children, mother unknown. He considers Real an "old friend", not a love interest. Typical.
Also, I'm just joking about my kids rolling in their own filth! Honestly, the youngest is 8, if he's filthy it's his own fault, not mine. :P

The Sims 3 Pics

I know I posted a few of these yesterday, but I really wanted to compare them. The one above has a little bit of editing done, I only use gimp and don't really know how to do much, I screened it, and sharpened it a bit. Resized it and framed it. That's it. The one below has no editing done. You can still see her eye color but it's not as bright. Overall, she looks better than she would have in TS2 with no custom content, in my opinion anyway.




This was so awesome! I didn't even know it was a possibility, but she works in the criminal career and got arrested, spent the day in the slammer. Too funny. She played dominoes and made friends with criminals, had a great time, apparently.


This poor sim was based on my sim self, but she is sooo boring. Try as I might I can't find her interesting to play or to look at. Fatty has spoiled me, I adore her.






Is it any wonder why? She's awesome. She started out very large, but while working her way up the career track and getting those athletic skills she's slimming down. I liked her better before! It's hard for her to work out, I made her a couch potato. And she's crazy, and inappropriate. She goes to the park in her ball gown, and runs to the car pool in her cow printed undies. What's not to love? LOL

Special Mad Hippie/Rainbow Ridge Update

The latest update in Rainbow Ridge, also happens to be Chapter 9 of my Diary of a Mad Hippie series. To catch up on that you can just click here!

Hello World! This is so cool! I've been reading about Rainbow Ridge for a year or more now, and look at me! Here I am, the newest immigrant! Far out!

Let me fill your head with how I got here. This is me, when I was just a little rugrat. What a trip, right? Back then was a totally different scene. I was the fifth generation born into a family of hippies. My father Sage was really uptight and tried to stifle our family's unique character, but SURPRISE! I was way more like his mother and grandmother than he even imagined.

And this is me as a baby, with my mother Meadow and my father, after his surgery. There was a bust at the commune, and my entire family moved to the city and shacked up in rad apartments. Not for long though. Right after I turned into a teen a huge epidemic wiped out all of Beatnikville. I'm not really sure what happened, but it was a bad scene. Somehow, I'm the only one who survived. Well, me and my grandmother, Mint. She had already moved out of town, years before. Her life didn't exactly turn out like she wanted it, but that's another story for another day.

This is where I crash now. Morningstar Commune. It's such a groovy place, I doubt I'll ever leave.

And this is my grandmother, Mint. I had always known her as my crazy great aunt. That's another long story. It nearly blew her mind when she heard what happened to Beatnikville. I was still recovering and was in shock, but when she insisted I come stay with her I didn't protest. I didn't really have any choice, anyway. Where else was I going to go? I was a rolling stone...

At first the commune was so boring, just a bunch of old farts, what a drag! But when I went Downtown to Rodney's Hideout one night, I met my soulmate, Ty.

"I get by with a little help from my friends, get high with a little help from my friends..." He was very quiet, it took me a while to really get in his head, but he eventually spilled that he was homeless. A runaway, he said. From The Law, or from his folks, it didn't matter to us. Grandma Mint insisted he crash at the commune, and those were the best months of my life.

He was my first kiss. My first love. My first everything. We had a blast together!

We really were inseperable. Atleast, I thought we were.

One night, after months and months of being together, as I slept, completely out of it, my life was changing. And I didn't even know it. Heavy, right?

By the time morning came, Ty had split. No note, no phone call. Nothing.

I know what everyone thought. That it was just puppy love, that I'd get over it. But it took a long time. I cried every night for weeks. I was a wreck, man. I just couldn't believe he'd abandon me like that. He knew he was my whole world. I thought I was his, too.

That winter was the longest of my life. But it's true what they say: what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.I knew I needed to get it together. I couldn't let a broken heart bring me down any longer. Thankfully, there was a lot to do around the commune, I had plenty of chores to keep me busy.

I didn't think it would ever happen, but eventually I was happy again.

Still, I never forgot my first love. Not for a minute. I loved to look up at the night sky, wondering if he was doing the same thing, wondering if he missed me, and why he left me.

Before I knew it, I was all grown up! I didn't have a plastic, worldly party. Every day you're surrounded by hippies is like a party, anyway.

So, like I said, life went on. Grandma Mint served meal after meal for the boarders and all the cats that came to hang out. She never complained either, she's pretty cool. She certainly is different from the Aunt Mint I had heard about as a kid!

Now that I was legal I thought maybe I should get a real paying gig. I could use the bread. But then, like most of my family before me, I let that thought drift right back out of my head. Here at Morningstar we prefer to live off the land, growing our own food, and making our own threads.

I did get to know the locals though, now that I wasn't all wrapped up in my teenaged love life.

I met Melissa Fancey Downtown one night, and man, she's a kindred spirit! We are definitely gonna hit it off, I can tell already.

I also met some like-minded romance sims. Once Goopy told me he didn't mind cheating, I knew we'd get along just fine, too. I tried monogomy once, turned out it wasn't for me. From now on it's no strings for this chick!

Goopy wasn't the only dude in town noticing what a fox I had become. Before long the commune was jam packed with dudes from all over Rainbow Ridge.

Not long after that I started noticing I was putting on weight. And crashing in my dinner. Yeah, I grew up surrounded by free love and freedom from contraceptives. I knew I was PG, and I wasn't exactly cool with it.

Wouldn't you know, I ended up having doubles! Twins! My son Basil and my daughter Curry were born right there in the commune sleeping area. There are so many extra hands around it shouldn't be too hard to look after them. I just wish I was sure who their Daddy is! Time will tell, I hope.

I guess that's enough catching up for one day Diary! Peace out! ~Poppy Howle~